All by the time Carter's car pool came at
8:20 this morning:
Found out Carter blabbed something to the neighbor I specifically told him
NOT to do, now I am so embarrassed.
His pants were not all the way dry. (they were, I swear)
He did not like the "show and tell" I picked out for him after seven other rejected ideas.
His breakfast was way too hot.
I wiped his nose too hard, so he told me I am the worst Mom ever.
Time out
He is off to St. George/Vegas with his dad today, maybe he will have a better time with him
I guess some days are better than others?